Within a month, I slurped, chomped and chopsticked my way through 10 Vietnamese restaurants, spanning the gamut from dive to top-end fusion. I found Fremont’s Pho Saigon Pasteur the most worthy of mention in its class: neighborhood noodle-house diner.

First and foremost I’m thankful for my family and my health. Once you have those two things, everything else is pretty much gravy. This being Thanksgiving time, it’s the gravy I want to write about it.